🔞 might be nsfw at times | Sakuatsu occupying every second of every minute of every day of my life
Apr 20, 2023 • 21 tweets • 5 min read
#sakuatsu | college prof x student pt. 5 | NSFW | a talk after class
Atsumu, who had learned from his past mistakes, quickened his pace while Osamu, who wanted to avoid another hotel-situation and therefore listened to his brother in regards to his outfit, slowed down.
Sakusa watched the time on his phone without blinking. A minute had never felt longer. He peeked over to the bed where his boyfriend, Atsumu, was sound asleep.
Just one minute left to midnight and the drop of the limited edition national
volleyball players merchandise. Sakusa turned back to stare at his phone and suddenly it showed 00:00.
Everything was ready, all Sakusa had to do was add every ‘Miya Atsumu’ item to the cart and checkout.
“What the-“ the first two items posed no problems, but then it seemed
Jan 27, 2023 • 21 tweets • 5 min read
#sakuatsu#mdzs | past life regrets prompt Sakusa to action
Sakusa was not amused.
When Atsumu had suggested to talk with someone, who could see their past lives, Sakusa had smiled because he heard Atsumu say, “it’ll be fun,” but he hadn’t actually been listening.
Atsumu however, had taken that smile as a yes.
His crush on Atsumu had backfired, as he enjoyed listening to his voice, although he could never focus on the words spoken, making it easy to agree to things he didn’t necessarily want to agree to.
And so here he was, getting the
Jan 11, 2023 • 20 tweets • 4 min read
#sakuatsu | Atsumu created his own misunderstanding
Even though his hands were shaking, Kiyoomi managed to straighten his tie and fix his hair while they waited for the door to open.
“Why’d ya dress up like it’s a wedding?” Atsumu tried to disguise the question as a joke, but
on the inside he was getting more annoyed the more put together Kiyoomi tried to appear.
“Who ya tryin’ to impress anyway…” he mumbled over his shoulder.
“What was that?”
“Nothin’, Omi. Ya look great.” He beamed a smile at his boyfriend, and just then, Osamu opened the door.
There they were, in some hideaway hall in the crowded gym, just the two of them. Sneakers running on the floor and loud calls all around them, and yet the only thing Atsumu could hear was his heart beating.
“What did ya wanna talk about?”
The guy he’d
been crushing on for the past 3 years was standing so close to him that their hands kept brushing by accident.
Atsumu kept looking everywhere, everywhere except at Kiyoomi. He knew his voice would crack, his composure would fall apart and his secret wouldn’t be a secret anymore
Sakusa thought he would be done with stupid icebreaker games when he joined msby. They were professional athletes, not students, so why were they playing this ridiculous game of telling 3 things about yourself, where 1 needs to be a lie, after+
practice.
The confessions and lies were only skin-deep, with favorite foods and movies, with where they went to high school or college, with their volleyball history and so on.
All eyes were now on Sakusa, waiting eagerly for whatever information he was going to share that+